One, two
One, two, three, four
One, two.

Measuring a summer’s day
I only find it slips away to grey
The hours, they bring me pain.

Tangerine, Tangerine
Living reflections from a dream
I was her love, she was my queen
And now a thousand years between.

Thinking how it used to be
Does she still remember times like these
To think of us again?
And I do.

Tangerine, Tangerine
Living reflections from a dream
I was her love, she was my queen
And now a thousand years between.

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